Although I worked hard for seven days, I got one.

Although he was ecstatic when the male worm died, he did not abandon his old body and desperately wanted to occupy it
Although the parasite’s left hand has done its best
But the fruit is such a fruit
He still lives in Wen Jiuyi’s left hand like a dog.
Parasite left hand looked longingly at Alek trying to draw a pie like his predecessor No.7. "You see if I’m still in Wenjiuyi, the body won’t be completely broken, and if I can master the body-dominated decay speed, it will be controlled."
When the time comes, you can stay with Wen Jiuyi as long as you want … I don’t really care if you want to do something. "
Alek, get up.
Parasites have little knowledge but I have intuition! You can’t capture the spirit of September 11th, 2009. Haha … Don’t grope for the male brain with your spiritual tentacles. You can’t get in. I’ve been living with him for so long. Don’t you want to find out at once? "
"I won’t marry you."
"Ah? But in this way, Wen Jiuyi died completely, "muttered the parasite’s left hand." If the parasitized female is still conscious, she may be able to regain her self-consciousness and return to normal life. While Wen Jiuyi’s brain is still active, there is still a little chance that she will still be alive. Are you really not with me? "
Wen Jiuyi definitely doesn’t agree with this occasion.
He would rather die than have his body defiled by parasites.
"Yes, I won’t join you," Alek said. "I read some interesting ancient books in the family library. The world is endless and there are no secondary skills, but messengers can avoid them by reaching certain conditions. This is hidden in the text."
Parasite left hand detect wrong he panic said "Alek! What are you going to do? Stop! "
You have something to say.
I really have an outline, which is often out of my control.
There’s nothing wrong with the overall direction, and then try to get cool.
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Chapter 189 Chapter 189
Another world
The female insect’s spiritual tentacles rapidly wound around Wen Jiuyi’s face, and the parasitic body No.7 finally showed its towering face. The fangs raised its spirit like a poisonous liquid hidden in the teeth of a snake. Alek collided violently in front of the body, and the two sides met with a hungry wolf.
Wen Jiuyi is the meat.
"Fuck off!" Alec’s eyes are splitting.
The world can’t gain strength for nothing.
Alek can finally appreciate the taste of Wen for more than 91 years. When you have read the books and seen the world, you have been recognized by others.
But in the end, when you still change the facts, you can blame everything on your weakness and pray for more power to give it.
His spirit is attached to the wrist of the male worm, and the cold light appears at first sight. Before his left hand continues to bark, the blood still trickles into the five senses with Wen Jiuyi’s eyebrows.
"If what you say is true," Alek said, "my blood will definitely react with his worm pattern."
What nonsense is this?
Parasite left hand has not yet spoken, he saw the male body blood gradually absorbed, the white-haired body flow up the golden light.
-Worm lines are glowing!
This is beyond the knowledge of "God" in the memory of the parasite’s left hand. If Kalizun were here, he might know that this matter is the replica of Aledeni.
What exactly is "God"? No one can describe it clearly.
The zerg method describes the parasitic body, and so does the parasitic body.
They are full of great curiosity about each other’s racial origin. A few scholars in the parasitic world once sought after the "zerg retreat", believing that the zerg is just a degenerate creature, while the real zerg is now worshipped by a few religious families as "gods", and various theories and rumors emerge one after another.
However, it is recognized by the parasite world that all the families of gods are unique and irreplaceable in their alienation ability.
For these populations, a genius can subvert the whole era.
"What is this?" His left hand felt his fangs falling off, and he quickly got into Wen Jiuyi’s bone marrow. He smelled thick blood gas and had no doubt that he would be drinking with Wen Jiuyi in the grave in a second.
No, Wen Jiuyi probably beat himself up.
On second thought, the parasite’s left hand would rather die in Alek’s hands. He struggled, "No, if I die, Wen Jiuyi will really disappear!"
Alek ignored him for a week, and he detailed the books Wen Jiuyi had borrowed. Those few people patronized theology, religion and fairy tales, and after borrowing the cards, Wen Jiuyi signed them. Now he finally has Alek’s name with him.
"The theory of bloodline has a long history in the family of the goddess of hymns. This is the oldest and most rigid rule of the family. What is the identity of the clan theory? If the goddess of hymns is born, the children must return to the family. Parents also violate this rule."
Alek said, "religious lineage is closely related to us. The reason is simple and rude. The purer your lineage, the more power you can have."
Wen Jiu’s golden worm pattern is like a group of snakes dancing wildly. This is no longer silence. A corpse’s golden silk thread is becoming more and more violent. It is moving from drizzle to storm. Every silk thread is knitted together quickly and compactly.
They cocooned the worms.